"But you know the medicine inside the needle, what is medicine?"

The woman walked to the face of land, took out the scalpel, and went to the right face of land.

She painted a line like a left face, and the blood line slowly expanded, turned a deep wound.

"Why, is my son?"

She has been thinking that the school is organized by the spring tour, there are so many people, what happens to be my own?

Her son, how to be paled in the middle of the students, picked their sons?

Is this really a coincidence?

"sorry Sorry sorry."

On the mouth, I'm sorry in my mouth.

The results of it?

The little fat mother smiled, "Solen what? I don't want your sorry, you only need you to give me my son ..."

How is it?

The little fat man is dead.

The forensic doctor anatomy a small fat body, can she have any way?

There is no way to let people live back!

"Sorry!"

On the heart is very clear, with your current situation, the possibility of leave from here is almost zero.

"Is it useful to use?"

There is no reaction to the heart, and the scalpel came to the skin of the skin.

She low-channel, "How many knives have my son, how many knives are you doing."

The knife tip did not enhance the skin of the skin, and there was a fierce voice in the endless mouth.

She is still not suffering from pain, and gradually arrived, and there is no pain in the heart.

She felt that she was like a million ants.

The blood is penetrated from the wounded wounds of the land.

The tiger chair under the tiger chair, a bloody blood, a thick blood, a bloody taste.

The little fat mother looked at the tip of the scalpel, dripping the blood dripping blood, smiling at the scene.

"Has hurt?"

Did you talk, hurt?

pain.

Of course hurt.

What can I still hurt?

"Ask you, hurt?"

The head of the side, slowly, and todped.

"pain."

The little fat mother laughed, "My son is still so small, he has not enjoyed the most beautiful everything in the world, it will be taken away by you, pair, you die, you can't innocent."

When you are in love, you can see your bare bones.

The same white bonesen, let the land understand, the original, the most terrible thing is not dead.

Instead, it is not possible.

May not die.

"It hurts."

In the distance, a burst of the spokes of a police car came.

The chubby mother saw the surgery knife in the hand, inserted a knife into the pair of hearts.

The heart of the heart suddenly stopped, and her eyes couldn't believe it.

The little fat mother's face laughed, she looked at the dying land, and once again dialed the surgery knife inserted into the heart, inserted her heart again.

The door of the studio was opened from the outside.

A bright sun outside.

Police staff in uniform rushed in, and saw the little fat mother smiled, and the blood of the blood was directly inserted into his own heart.

Her body fell down behind him.

"My son, my mother came to accompany you."

Everyone is not expected to be a little fat man who will commit suicide.

Call alarm alarm.

Save people.

A soldier and horses on the scene.

At the end of the video, Ye Sweet Heart found a small pattern from the video, the word in the pattern, as if it was a Chinese style writing "X".

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